I dreamed that a bunch of people and I were touring some caverns. There was some Cthulhuesque green disk that turned into evil spiders and not enough people could figure it out. I was closest, but I scurried away right quick! In doing so I ended up next to the tour guide. Said guide happened to be Michael Emerson. I asked him if he knew of any deserted islands to visit. He said he did, but he couldn't be sure where it was located. It was funny in the dream. Nobody else recognized him and it was a huge joke between us. The the spiders attached to someone's face and my alarm went off.
I obviously need a Lost fix.
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